Mapping out the Interstate, my finger prints a figure eight
We come around, we’ve seen this place before.
And climbing up the empire state you hold my hand and hesitate
A camera shot, we’ve seen this place before.

We’re welded in gridlock. We’re watching the wall clock.
All the literate small talk keeps us sane.
We work by the windows. Feels soft where the wind blows.
All the literate small talk keeps us sane.

All the same again:
Verse:
In cubicles we simulate. A broken wall, a city state.
We’re lost in files, we’ve seen this place before.
A counterculture elevates. We cross it out, we can’t erase
a sous rature, we’ve seen this place before.

Chorus: (repeated)
We’re welded in gridlock
We’re watching the wall clock
All the literate small talk keeps us sane.
We work by the windows
Feels soft where the wind blows.
All the literate small talk keeps us sane.

The bassline for the chorus is pretty simple but sounds great. Look:

D|——————–5—-|
A|——–7—8———7–|
E|–5—5——–8–8——| (3 times)

D|—–3———–3—3–2–|
A|———–3—————|
E|-1-1—1-1—1-1—1——-|

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